On Saturday, this 50-year-old will don a pink pussyhat and tuck poster board under my arm, then hop the bus to downtown Seattle…
“So I want to tell you something,” she says. And just like that, I know.
I’m the girl who never wanted kids. I’m the now-grown woman who’s entered her 30s who is a mentor to…
4am
There was a rhythm now.
Originally published at Role Reboot.